I read Love is a Mix Tape by Rob Sheffield about three weeks ago, while I was on vacation in California. And I read it really fast, because it didn't belong to the people I was borrowing it from and I didn't want to take it home with me. So I can't write a decent review because it didn't stick with me too much, and I didn't savor it, and it's been a while since I read it. So here goes: it was good, and it was sad, and I'm struck by how much just a couple years' difference in age makes when considering cultural references, particularly in regards to college radio. I hadn't heard of a lot of the bands Sheffield loved, which removed me a little from the story. But man, I got the sad parts. Rob, I hope you're doing OK.Love is a Mix Tape - B
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